“You put your hands on what’s mine, dog.”

“I—I didn’t know.”

“What didn’t give it away? Her fucking bracelet or the fact that she just got up from grinding on my cock. What exactly didn’t make it clear?” I pull him away from the wall and bang his head harder against it. A hand that isn’t Blair’s touches my biceps and my temper rises. “What?” I bark, looking over my shoulder. It’s Kas with a scowl on her face.

“We have a job to do,” she says, arching a brow.

“Lucky night, mutt,” I say, tossing him down to the ground.

Kas looks at me like I’ve grown five heads as I go and grab Blair by her wrist.

“That’s a broken rule, Blair. Come with me, now.”

She doesn’t look scared; she looks turned on as she follows me eagerly. I look around at the different rooms and find one that is open, but doesn’t have seats for onlookers, but it is still available for public viewing.

“On your knees, pet.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Don’t go acting all fucking sweet now, little witch. What was the rule?”

“Don’t talk to anyone else.”

“Not only did you talk to that certified dog man, but you broke his fingers. As hot as that was, we’re supposed to be keeping a low profile, not drawing attention. Do you understand?”

Her eyes shift to purple as she looks up at me. Knowing how insecure she feels about it, I tuck a loose hair behind her ear and lean forward.

“Your glamour is down, babe.” She shakes her head before she licks her lips and looks up at me from her place on the ground with those deep pools of honey. “You can use magic here. Are you okay with me using mine?”

“Yes.”

“Your mouth is going to be full and your hands are going to be restrained. If you want me to stop, just zap me with some magic. Okay?”

“Yes,” she says eagerly, licking her lips again.

“Take my cock out, pet.”

She doesn’t speak, she just uses her small hands to unbutton my jeans before sliding down my briefs enough to release my dick.

“Hands behind your back.” She immediately follows orders, placing her hands behind her back and crossing them. I’m not a shadow demon, but I have just enough shadow magic to wrap my smoky mist around her wrists. The magic swirls out of me like they’re additional limbs, the wisps of smoke dark enough to notice but easy enough to see through. Securing them so she can’t use her hands. I use another tendril of mist to turn her chin to look at me. “Lick the tip, babe. It’s fucking messy for you.”

The pad of her tongue greedily sweeps across the slit of my dick. Licking up all the pre-cum.